Bourbon & Secrets (The Bourbon Boys, #2)

by Victoria Wilder

physical touch wasn’t her favorite unless it was on her terms. And when she needed comfort, she opted for a shoulder to rest her head on while she rummaged through her thoughts.

I started falling in love with Faye Calloway on the edge of a cornfield, on a stage, over a bottle of bourbon, and every time she’s been in my arms since.

“You show up for your family and the people you care about, and that’s always been what love looks like to me. You are what love looks like to me.”